My Dream Connects to 3000 Years in the Future

Su Province, Yang Province, Celestial Capital, Hui Province, Wen Han…

Chu Bamboo proceeded step-by-step.

But by the time he checked off the last location in the Great River Industrial Belt—the Celestial City—it was already nine o’clock at night!

Although it took much longer than planned, there was nothing he could do about it—

After all, strictly speaking, Chu Bamboo wasn’t very familiar with places like Yang Province, Hui Province, and Wen Han...

He was most familiar with Jinghai and the Celestial Capital, followed by the Imperial Capital.

”…What a hassle!” Chu Bamboo sighed. After another moment of thought, he said quietly, ”I still have two hours. Let’s head north and ignore the south for now.”

At eleven o’clock, Chu Bamboo felt he would have to load his save. While staying up until twelve wouldn’t be a huge problem, Chu Bamboo always liked to leave himself a generous buffer. That way, he could maintain control even if something unexpected happened!

Hive calmly agreed. Immediately, the unmanned shuttle shot through the sky once more.

...

He had only explored one-fifth of the northern cities when his time was up. The good news was that this one-fifth was mostly clustered around the Imperial Capital. Also, possibly because it was nighttime, the number of guards at the bases had dropped significantly... making infiltration much easier.

As for the bad news…

”You up ahead… Stop!” a harsh shout rang out. A figure clad in a Fish Dragon Suit was chasing the unmanned shuttle. With a light grasp of his fingers, countless threads shot out in all directions, instantly forming a colossal net that tore through the sky. It rapidly constricted, binding itself tightly around the unmanned shuttle.

The Memory Metal skin was sliced apart as easily as butter… Sparks flew.

”He’s so strong,” Chu Bamboo murmured. He recognized this man: the Captain’s Office’s Northern Governor. He had once followed the Captain’s Office’s Commander and carried the Emperor out of a burning Imperial Palace, earning the Emperor’s deep trust—

Of course, that was information from before he knew about the Extraordinary. Now that he did… that fire that had nearly burned the Emperor to death suddenly seemed very interesting.

Shaking his head, Chu Bamboo chose to load his save.

...

Opening his eyes again, Chu Bamboo glanced around, a strange expression on his face. He found himself in the unmanned shuttle, on the way to the Celestial Capital.

”Hive… change course! Head north…”

”New directive received!”

This time… he managed to scout another half of the remaining four-fifths of the cities.

”Alright, that’s enough for now.”

Chu Bamboo glanced at the time, a hint of exhaustion in his eyes. It was already past nine o’clock!

He estimated that between the Great River Industrial Belt and the three-fifths of the northern cities he had now scouted, he had obtained information on nearly half of the world’s Nuwa Bases…

If he managed to take the Imperial Capital, leveraging over fifty percent of the Nuwa Bases should be enough to forcibly settle the overall situation—

Of course, the consequences of such a forced takeover would be extremely severe.

Stabilizing things afterward would be another fight entirely! And the various Extraordinary Influences were still a minefield—

How to handle the Imperial Court’s Extraordinary Influences was still unclear…

And what attitude would the independent Extraordinary Influences and the various Cults take… Hmm.

Widespread chaos was an almost predictable future.

’But it doesn’t matter.’

’After all, I just want to awaken the Nuwa Mainframe.’

’If things really fall apart, I’ll just restart.’

...

”...Then, let my plan truly begin.”

At six o’clock, Chu Bamboo opened his eyes in the Nuwa Base once more. The corners of his mouth curved into an inscrutable smile, his gaze turning sharp.

Repairs, rescues, suppressing Eunuch Huang… A speedrun through the Great River Industrial Belt and the three-fifths of the northern Nuwa Bases…

Of the forty-nine Nuwa Bases in the world, he had successfully taken twenty-five—already more than half!

And then…

Chu Bamboo reappeared on the Aerospace Carrier, his expression completely devoid of emotion…

Beside him followed one Little Mushroom Head after another…

”…S-So many…” Huo Qiming felt a little dizzy. To be honest, just seeing a single Great Divine Envoy Nuwa in the past was something worth bragging about for ages! But now…

’Are… are Great Divine Envoy Nuwas sold wholesale?!’ A very disrespectful thought occurred to Huo Qiming.

Of course, the instant this thought popped into his head, Huo Qiming raised a hand and slapped himself hard across the face.

Chu Bamboo shot him a glance and walked over to the main control console. He checked the time: it was 3:30 in the afternoon.

He expressionlessly placed his hand on the light screen before him and said, enunciating each word, ”I am issuing the following directives!”

”Nuwa No. 3, Nuwa No. 4…”

The Little Mushroom Heads naturally answered their roll call one by one.

After finishing the roll call, Chu Bamboo organized his thoughts and said, ”First, all of you will share data with Nuwa No. 17…”

「A moment later.」

”Nuwa No. 17…” Chu Bamboo held the one he was familiar with, took a deep breath, his gaze sharp. ”Forcefully assume control of all unmanned machinery in every region…”

”Then, have the military drones inside every major military camp… all turn traitor! Neutralize the local military camp forces… However, snipe the high-ranking military officials whenever possible! For ordinary soldiers, adopt a policy of capture, psychological warfare, and recruitment!”

”…After eliminating the majority of the central and northern armies… take all… no, leave half of the military and civilian unmanned machinery to maintain order and re-educate the prisoners!”

”Deploy the other half of the military unmanned machinery… all of it toward the Imperial Capital! Of course, if some of the military machinery can’t sustain such a long-range flight… Hive, you coordinate. Use your drone carrier to give them a lift!”

The two of them fell into a brief silence.

The Little Mushroom Head in Chu Bamboo’s arms, its eyes glinting with an inscrutable light, was the first to speak. ”Estimated time to completion for all plans is two hours and seventeen minutes—at which point the campaign against the Imperial Capital can formally commence!”

”…Too slow!” Chu Bamboo frowned. ”Re-estimate based on the Imperial Capital intelligence in your database… We don’t need to move all military drones to the Imperial Capital. As long as the force we deploy is sufficient to conquer it, we can begin the attack—the drones that arrive later can serve as reinforcements!”

After thinking for a few breaths, the Little Mushroom Head spoke again. ”In that case, the official assault can begin at 4:25.”

”Good! 4:25 it is.”

...

「Imperial Capital.」

「Qianqing Palace.」

”…Cabinet, can you tell Us what in the world is happening!”

The old man was dressed in a Daoist Robe, with white hair but a youthful face. His voice was calm and steady, but his slightly trembling hands revealed that his mood was anything but.

The memorial in his hand was, in fact, a foldable screen phone—of course, this phone had eight folds, and when unfolded, it was nearly a meter long.

The current prime minister, Yuwen Yong, lowered his eyes, looking like a clay Bodhisattva, his voice utterly devoid of fluctuation. ”All is peaceful under heaven.”

”…All is peaceful under heaven?” Su Po mulled over the words, then laughed, a wild and unrestrained laugh.

His expression suddenly changed. He smashed the memorial in his hand onto Yuwen Yong’s head, sending sparks flying. ”Peaceful my ass!!”

Su Po had finally lost his composure and broken down. He practically spat through gritted teeth, ”Jinghai, Celestial Capital, Wen Han, even Changshan in Beizhili… The armies are in turmoil… The whole world is in revolt! The whole world is in revolt…”

”And you’re telling me all is peaceful under heaven?!”